The Number our envious Persons, confirmation our capability.

You have a dedication to life and truth that burns out of you as beauty and I envy it so much I want to be around it for the rest of my life.

The way you think about yourself determines your reality. You are not being hurt by the way people think about you. Many of those people are a reflection of how you think about yourself.

Sometimes your light shines so bright that it blinds people from seeing who you really are.

Envy is an insult to oneself.

Don’t hold back because you’re afraid of hurting someone else. If your best friend wants to be a cheerleader and you make the team but she doesn’t, don’t feel guilty. If you end up earning more than your sister, it’s not a betrayal. Your success might be an inspiration for someone else, while limiting yourself...

Envy yearns to find flaws.

When I realize that God makes his gifts fit each person, there’s no way I can covet what you got because it just wouldn’t fit me.

Jealousy is not there to encourage you to make someone fail, but there to encourage one to do more than the one they envy.

Princess, the great difference between people in this world is not between the rich and the poor or the good and the evil, the biggest of all differences in this world is between the ones that had or have the pleasure in love and those that haven’t and hadn’t any pleasure in love, but just...

Nothing in the world is worth having or worth doing unless it means effort, pain, difficulty… I have never in my life envied a human being who led an easy life. I have envied a great many people who led difficult lives and led them well.

Envy of other people shows how they are unhappy. Their continual attention to others behavior shows how they are boring.

get all the breaks.

Mankind are tolerant of the praises of others as long as each hearer thinks that he can do as well or nearly as well himself, but, when the speaker rises above him, jealousy is aroused and he begins to be incredulous.

Do not develop jealousy, hatred or envy on any count.

They’ll either want to kill you, kiss you, or be you.

Those who envy the success of others are normally ignorant to the sacrafices, failures, and dedication that it took for them to get there

If your success is not amazing to your critics, it disturbs, infuriates, and frustrates them, and if they’re not careful; may go hang themselves and go to hell.

Man of simple life envies the man of complex life and man of complex life envies the man of simple life! The solution is simple: Let them taste the lives they envy. And thus the envy will disappear; it will replace with the truth!

If you follow the pescribed way of how people want you to be, then it will be of great relieve if you commit suicide than to be dragged along like a donkey.

against another’s great merits, there is no remedy but love.”― Max Scheler

I wanted what women always want: permission. But he’d had that before this book was even written; it was, after all, the first thing I’d envied about him. It was arguably what enabled him to write the book in the first place. (“Envy”)

I am touched by her life, how it moves forward, pulses and springs. There is no fragmentation, nothing stunted or wedged. I circle back, I regress, the past doesn’t let go. It might as well be a malfunction, a scene repeating itself, a scratched vinl record, a stutter.

She was wearing her fuzzy pink hat and she was happy, which was so obnoxious. She’d become one of those people who waltzed through life without so much as a split end, and I was still one of those people who changed diapers for free but still got treated like a rented mule.

It does wonders for my own psyche to turn envy into inspiration. No matter how successful we become, we’re never above that.

You can’t be envious and happy at the same time

Judgement is so often a thwarted, frustrated expression of envy.

One who enjoys finding errors will then start creating errors to find.

I am Envy, begotten of a chimney-sweeper and an oyster-wife. I cannot read, and therefore wish all books were burnt; I am lean with seeing others eat – O that there would come a famine through all the world, that all might die, and I live alone; then thou should’st see how fat I would...

I had some ambition. I meant everything to be different with me. I thought I had more strength and mastery. But the most terrible obstacles are such as nobody can see except oneself.

I wish I am like someone else”, you are attempting to take alongside someone’s limitation you may not be able to manage.

None of the affections have been noted to fascinate and bewitch but envy.

Sometimes I feel like I’m lacking a playfulness. I envy guys who are consistently able to maintain a playful, optimistic perspective on things.

Everyone wanted to see [him] fall so they could devour his remains. As is usually the case, the army of sycophants had turned into a horde of hungry hyenas

[He] was a brilliant man. People tend to become wary of individuals like him because their brilliance reminds them of their own mediocrity. Envy is a blind man who wants to pull out your eyes.

No bird in a cage has ever come to know what the mountain winds feel like, by staring at the free flying birds, wishing that they would fall from the sky!

Stretch an unwavering tenacity when facing bad to worse attitudes.

If you walk on sunlight, bathe in moonlight, breathe in a golden air and exhale a Midas’ touch; mark my words, those who exist in the shadows will try to pull you into the darkness with them. The last thing that they want is for you to see the wonder of your life because they...

True artists unburden their envies and work toward encouraging amateurs.

If you are stealing people’s thunder just by being around and standing there; you really can’t expect people to like you. People want their own thunder to be heard loud and wide, not yours! Swans should never despair over ducks not liking them.

You can feel anything. All is free for you to feel. But I guarantee you that if you allow yourself to feel envy and then to swim in it, that envy will destroy you and the people around you. Envy is unlike anger. Envy is not a right wing nor a left wing, it is...

I remember a relative of mine who used to pick on me all the time, constantly ridiculing my every move and making me feel inferior. One day she had a pimple on her face and was devastated. I told her “Why would you let a little thing like that bother you in such a way?...

I think that a lot of the time, people are generous towards those whom they pity; but only find fault in those whom they see as better than themselves. There is a fake kind of goodness; and that is the goodness that is only good towards other people that make the givers feel better about...

I envy these people. Wide-open suffering, their messes all hanging out. Lives boiled down to raw need–a near-holiness to it. And all of us driving our cars up and down the mountain–we’ll go on forever trying to fool each other.

Oui, c’est votre idée, à vous tous, les ouvriers français, déterrer un trésor, pour le manger seul ensuite, dans un coin d’égoïsme et de fainéantise. Vous avez beau crier contre les riches, le courage vous manque de rendre aux pauvres l’argent que la fortune vous envoie… Jamais vous ne serez dignes du bonheur, tant que...

When I was the NIH director, I often expressed envy of institute directors: they had the money and ran the scientific programmes.

People who hate you because of a mere jealousy over your success hurt themselves in disguise. This is because you carry an image of who they wish they had become. Don’t hate them back because they may also become like you one day and it will mean hurting that image you carry!

Some people suffer from the green-eyed monster called envy.

Rivalry discovers that courtesy overlooks.

Was it possible to feel nostalgic about something that had never happened to him, possible for nostalgia to be taken in by the body as a free pathogen to infect the consciousness with stray sentiments? Perhaps, in his dreams, he had traveled back in time, or even drifted into another dimension of space-time and inhabited...